Gods of thunder, lightning, and rainLustful succubuses of death and painAre gathered tonight up in the steel skyDown on the field of battle standWarriors draped in leather with iron swords in handReady to sing their enemies their last lullabiesThe sunlight disappears, only torchlights break the darkDepressive silence broken only by hard pounding heartsMist falls down shrouding the field in mysteryAfter this night all false metallers will rest in peace

The metal horde raise they swords and hailIron, steel, metalIron, steel and metalSure of they coming victory, they swear onIron, steel, metalIron, steel and metal

The massive volume of their chanting, false ears bleedIt's nothing but a massacre when the titans clash with the weakTrying to put us down cries out for revengeThe gods of metal will blow the wimps away

The metal horde raise they swords and hailIron, steel, metalIron, steel and metalSure of they coming victory, they swear onIron, steel, metalIron, steel and metal

The metal horde raise they swords and hailIron, steel, metalIron, steel and metalSure of they coming victory, they swear onIron, steel, metalIron, steel and metalThe metal horde raise they swords and hailIron, steel, metalIron, steel and metalSure of they coming victory, they swear onIron, steel, metal